Time waits for no one

Sus has a random quote thing on her blog, this is what was there today:

For a long time it seemed to me that life was about to begin – real life. But there was always some obstacle in the way, something to be gotten through first, some unfinished business, time still to be served, a debt to be paid. At last it dawned on me that these obstacles were my life. This perspective has helped me to see there is no way to happiness. Happiness is the way. So treasure every moment you have and remember that time waits for no one. Happiness is a journey, not a destination.— Souza

Earlier this year I realised that I keep thinking that the “good life” is just around the corner – once I’ve lost weight, moved into a new flat, got whatever job out of the way and have more time, etc. etc. etc.  At the start of the year I moved into Paul and Sus’ old flat and thought once I got all my stuff sorted out and everything set up I could relax and spend time gardening, cooking, having friends over and generally doing what I want.  Instead, I’ve been working frantically to save money for my holiday (which is gonna be worth it at least), cut firewood, sort out random crap that I’ve accumulated, reorganise the guest room two or three times when flatmates/parent move in or out, try to fit Mum’s leftover food into my pantry (twice over!), keep up with brass band stuff and now that it’s spring I’ve got bees to check every weekend and frames to make for my girly-size half-depth honey supers.  Now I’ve fallen into the trap of thinking that once I’ve been overseas, the honey supers are done and swarming season is over, and when I’m financially ok after my holiday to quit the extra job I’m doing on Sunday morning… then, finally, I can have that life I expected when I moved here, albeit a year late.  Will it really happen?  Somehow I doubt it!

I don’t know how to stop thinking that tomorrow’s going to be better once all this stuff is done, but I’m hoping I’ll learn it along the way.  A month or so ago when I was feeling overwhelmed by everything I needed to do, I felt God saying to me that I need to work out what’s important.  I asked, “How do I know?” and He said it’s the things that last forever.  I still struggle with too many things to do, but it’s helped me see what I should be spending my time on and what I can safely leave for another day.  So I’m sorry Paul, your nice vegetable garden has gone to the pack and I’d love to have it all weeded and planted but it aint gonna happen for a while!  I have at least pruned and sprayed the roses and cared for the passionfruit though 🙂